Surrounded by a majestic milky/white mist, the bottom of the cliff that fell high into the clouds was bottomless, and there was nothing to see in the distance, and there was nothing to see in the distance, some were just white, and there was no bottom and no sky, people were cut off by embroidered curtains, and even the sound of people's breathing and talking was as far away as if she was separated from another world.

"Push down, push down, hurry up and push him/her down! Hurry up ......". The familiar mechanical voice without any emotion in my ears was this suffocating feeling, damn it, it was just a dream.

"Push it down, just take him/her and you'll be freed, and you'll be able to get out of this damn place and go back to the world you want to go back to." Different from the cold and emotionless mechanical sound in the front, this time it is a sweet and greasy fragrance of elegant flowers, mixed with the slightest bewitchment of the sound of silk and bamboo.

Lin Chaoge tried hard to wake herself up, after all, this was her own body and dream, and she couldn't let others call the shots, she hadn't had this feeling of powerlessness for a long time, just like last time, she couldn't do anything.

In the dream, Lin Chaoge watched herself fall on a cliff covered in blood in a moon-white robe, the wind passed through her ears and grinned, and the cold wind blew on her naked/exposed skin, like someone holding a knife and constantly cutting the hot pain until the last drop of blood in her body was drained.

There was no one around, and I couldn't speak, so I could only watch weakly, watching the night gradually replace the day, and after the sunset, the darkness swallowed up the last ray of light, and even the moon was covered by dark clouds, and the last drop of blood flowed in my body.

This world is like this, white and vast as if there is no day, the empty surroundings are empty, the silence is terrible, even the color is a single white, pure white.

For some reason, Lin Chaoge, who was ethereal in mid-air, looked at Lin Chaoge, who was lonely, weak and helpless lying on the cliff in her dream, she was so calm that she was like looking at an inconsequential outsider, but she felt that she was so strange and sad, and she couldn't help but be scared out of a cold sweat.

But she couldn't wake up no matter what, and could only do nothing to watch herself sink and struggle in the darkness, until destruction spread in the heavens and the earth to see a trace of dust and a handful of loess.

Dreams are just dreams, they have nothing to do with reality, but they reflect her fears in real life so clearly, for fear that one wrong step, one wrong step, until she loses all the games and ends up with a bleak end of death in her previous life.

There is no one to rely on when you are born, no one to bury when you die, and the weeds are raging and growing in front of the lonely grave.

In November, the house has already been lit early, even the blackout curtains have been replaced with a good-looking and warm cotton curtain, the autumn weather is sad and inevitable, the light cold is the lovely day, the green pond is full of red ferns, and the lotus leaves are still the smallest money.

When Lin Chao woke up in a cold sweat in his dream, it had been drizzling outside the house for some time, and the autumn rain was raging, and the branches and branches of the vines were tightly wrapped and blown away, blowing off the thousands of purples and reds all over the ground, and the remnants of flowers and leaves were scattered all over the place.

Outside the window, the green grass and red mullions are blown from side to side, crackling, blowing cold, there is no trace of temperature and no one has slept on the pillow, every night in the dead of night, Lin Chaoge, who suddenly woke up in the middle of the night after drizzling, will always feel inexplicably afraid. It was a sense of powerlessness and fear that spread from the bottom of my heart to all my limbs, like the horror of the night when I lost and had nothing.

A person quietly curled up in the brocade quilt, crying quietly, there was no light in the house, there was no light outside the window tonight, there were only raindrops on the eaves, the wind blew the leaves, how long had she not been so helplessly scared, or did she really get close to the fireworks in the world before, so that some began to be hypocritical.

Especially in this case, she thinks about Wang Xifeng very hypocritically, especially thinking, like a little insect named Miss crawling through her scarred heart veins and drilling into it, spreading to the whole body, and poving/ovating to every corner.

The autumn rain outside the eaves is getting heavier and heavier, and the imperial city is brightly lit, tonight to negotiate the Cui family and daughter to enter the palace for the next day, there is no big office in the palace and there is no big bang to beat the gong and drum to say that the saint has married a wife, tonight into the cave room, just quietly entered the palace, a queen's size sedan chair carried people from the gate in, and is now placed in the Fengzao Palace.

At the same time, there were several innocent and talented and beautiful official women who entered the palace, and those with prominent family affairs were crowned concubines, and those with lowly family affairs became first-class concubines with beautiful concubines.

The harem has been empty for a long time, and today I have entered a newcomer in Fanfan, but it is just a queen, three concubines, four beauties and five other talents, for an emperor, it still seems a little shabby, not to mention that now this majesty is not very enthusiastic about women at all, and even the number of times he goes to the harem is almost always with his fingers and toes can be pulled clearly.

At this moment, the young emperor who should have spent candles in the same cave room with the emperor and queen was writing hard in the Qingyuan Palace, correcting the three kittens and the two, inconsequential twists and turns???

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, and tonight is the first night the queen stays in the harem." Yuan Gonggong looked at the outside and suddenly fell a hazy drizzle, adding a little quiet and desolate to the autumn, which was like a roller coaster, seeing that today was about to pass, but the saint never had the intention of getting up, whether he really didn't like the young daughter of the Cui family who had just entered the palace or didn't like the minister to stretch his hand into the harem.

But in the dark, Gonggong Yuan smacked his mouth, and he always felt that something was weird, and he couldn't say where the problem came from.

"I still have something to deal with tonight, you tell the Cui family to rest first, you don't need to wait for me." Bai Qingxing saw that Gonggong Yuan had more than mentioned about this matter tonight, and his ears were about to grow calluses, and he didn't see him have any intention of stopping, if he didn't really go to Cui's daughter tonight, maybe he would be chattered and wouldn't even be able to sleep.

In his heart, he was sneering and rippling, but he was a Cui girl who had never even seen him, but he had heard her name as a talented woman outside, and her appearance must be extraordinary, but she didn't like to go out of the house on weekdays, but anyone who was suddenly stuffed with a housewife who had never even seen her face would not feel good when she came in, not to mention that the person who recommended it was his little uncle, and the fear in his heart was even greater.

"But Your Majesty, tonight is also your wedding night with the queen, if you don't pass, it will give the queen a name of disgrace, which is not conducive to stability in the harem balance." Gonggong Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said worriedly; "Even if Your Majesty doesn't like what the queen is doing, you have to go over and take a look, or go through the motions."

In ancient times, the heroine was at home from her father, married with her husband, and was most afraid of falling into the reputation of not being favored after marriage, not to mention that the mother of a country was disgusted by the emperor on the first night of her marriage.

"What time is it?" The hall is brightly lit, the drizzle outside the hall continues, the raindrops slide down with the eaves of the riding phoenix immortal, and fall to the ground with a snap or melt into a small puddle and slide away, converging one side.

"Back to Your Majesty, it's time now." I don't know if he was used to talking in a long tone in the early years, or if he had a good voice since he was a child, Yuan Gonggong didn't know why he came here to ask, or answered honestly, and then continued to lower his head and say nothing, waiting for the next orders to act, but he couldn't help but want to mention the matter of staying in Chufeng Palace tonight again, it was like an old mother who broke her heart.

But he didn't dare to mention it again, for fear of touching the dislike of the young emperor in front of him, and returned to the mansion that had been placed a few years earlier to recuperate, he felt that the two emperors he was serving in front of him were not as inscrutable as the minds of the people in front of him, especially when the pair of obsidian-like eyes looked at you, it was like being able to explore half of what was in his heart, which made the soles of his feet chill and his heart was tingling.

"It's all time." Bai Qingxing put down the red pen that was correcting the folding, and seemed to sigh.

"You tell me to go down, and I'll be over later." Bai Qing's words fell, and he rubbed his somewhat sour temples with a little irritation, and suddenly thought of something, and said justice to Yuan Gong, who had just fallen behind and was about to go out; "Tomorrow afternoon, you will bring Lin Langzhong into the official ranks."

"But Lin Langzhong of the History Department."

"Nonsense, who else is surnamed Lin except for the one in the history department, and he is in the position of Langzhong." Bai Qingxing couldn't help but curse a foul word in his heart, listening carefully to the drizzle outside the house, the more he listened, the more irritated he became, and he couldn't even stand it.

Even a mirage seemed to have appeared in front of him, and all that appeared was the person's voice and smile, and he kept calling himself Brother Bai, as always, Chang'an was the first time he saw it.

"Brother, please borrow a lamp." Looking at the beauty under the lamp, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes, it is obvious that they were the first to make friends, and they have shared the same bed for a long time, but it is difficult to achieve it just because she discovered the thing that he mistakenly thought of putting her to death!

No, it can't be, he obviously did it so secretly, no one except his henchmen knew about it.

Bai Qingxing recalled the past eventful years, and the more the person's voice and smile appeared in his mind, the more irritable the person became, and he actually threw all the folds on the board to the ground, his elegant face faintly revealed a hideous color, the green tendons in his hands were exposed, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Why, why can they sleep well with their beloved in their arms, he has long had to sleep with a woman he doesn't like in order to weigh the way of the Son of Heaven and the courtiers.

Why, he is obviously the lord of a country and the son of destiny, why can't he grab the woman he likes, unwillingly! He was unwilling, thinking of the end, his whole person, faintly a little stunned, said out, fortunately there was no one in the palace, otherwise he would not know what a big rebellion it would be to be heard.

As an emperor, he spied on the wife of the emperor's uncle.